Bossivale's words seemed to touch Mod's painful memories. His stiff face twisted like a carved wooden statue undergoing strange changes, and black spots began to appear in the white fog surrounding him.
Horus immediately shouted, "It's corrosion! His soul has been corrupted, and he's starting to darken!"
Rod saw even more clearly. Through the white fog polluted by blackness, the Eye of the Soul could see inside his soul body, where a large spread of darkness was spreading, and the decaying region was rapidly expanding.
This first Bishop was already on the edge of losing control.
In fact, for a soul to become corrupted to this extent, and still retain sanity, was already a miracle.
"Goddess' Tear!"
Horus shouted, stepping forward, "Bright Light" was already gathering in his hand.
"He must be treated immediately!"
Rod translated Horus's words as quickly as possible, but Mod shook his head.
